My wife, for reasons unbeknownst to me, thinks I dance like this:
Pfft. She crazy. Everyone knows I dance more like this:
And when I'm feeling particularly frisky, you might catch me busting out a little bit of this:
Oh yes, ahem, and while we're on the subject of dancing prowess, it appears that local St. Louis novelty mop-topped concert goer Beatle Bob has not only been spotlighted by the Associated Press, but that his arrhythmic devotion to the Rock and/or Roll has earned him a feature in Blender, the magazine for men who like breasts and baseless music reviews.
A to Z and Highway 61 Revised have more info on the perplexing presence of this local club fixture. Dude's even getting a documentary. A teaser is now available:
A lot of locals can't stand him, though. An enigma wrapped in a conundrum wrapped in controversy, that one is.
Friday, March 21, 2008
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I can't explain why, but Kim's right: that guy does dance like you!
Yeah, she may be right after all. She even upped the ante by saying that not only do I dance like Frankenstein's monster, I sing like him too.
Burn.
He's not just "that guy," he's Elijah Wood!
Hi,
I’m a reporter at a NPR station in St. Louis, MO. I just produced a story about the ubiquitous Beatle Bob for a national show called Weekend America.
I was wondering if we could use your Beatle Bob photos as web content? We would of course give you credit.
Many thanks,
aalington@kwmu.org
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